Your kingdom has decayed surrounded by the night still living in memory of a glory now dead A land that was strong now without bravery and might lives remembering a honour that's buried in the past
Child of the sun you were born to lead the wind bring on your fire to the land of the gods You own the key to unlock the ancient doors with the heat in your heart you will send high your flames Flames of Black Fire
There's a forgotten isle surrounded by the void that lives in the hope of reaching for glory A land that's so weak without humility and shame born dead from a weak mother never known, never grown
Child of the sun you were born to lead the wind bring on your fire to the land of the gods You own the key to unlock the ancient doors with the heat in your heart you will send high your flames...
Flames of Black Fire
You own the key to unlock the ancient doors with the heat in your heart you will send high your flames Flames of Black FireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.